Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 51
It's just that he didn't show up, and his body was hidden in the wall. When he saw Ning Luo's body lying on the ground, there was a pig's head on his neck that made Bei Ming feel like throwing up at a glance.

Xiaocui rolled on the ground, covering her stomach with her hands, screaming in pain.

Such a head made Bei Minggu's face darken all of a sudden. He quickly walked out of the wall and kicked Xiao Cui's head very cruelly. Break away, roll a few rolls.

Bei Minggu still didn't think it was enough, he saw a pot of water "bubbling" beside him, he picked up Xiaocui's head with one kick, and kicked it into the pot of boiling water.

Xiao Cui was still yelling "Wahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." After struggling a few times in the boiling water, she was silent.

Bei Minggu quickly took out Ning Luo's head from his arms, carefully placed it on the ground, picked up her body again, tore off the corner of the clothes, and wiped the joint of her neck several times.

Looking at Ning Luo's head, she said very unhappy, "Don't connect my head, I will use alcohol to disinfect my neck before connecting." in the body!

Beiming didn't even look at her, he just picked up her head and pressed it on her body, "You think you are a god, and your mind and body can be separated at will? If you don't connect it before you leave Yinjie, you will change immediately." Become a dead body, even gods can't save you! Do you want to become a dead body, huh?"

Of course not!

His words made Ning Luo subconsciously turn his head a few times to express that he did not want to become a dead body for 1 people. Then he suddenly realized that the head and body had been connected. Just like she hadn't been strangled before.

However, she still pouted, "This neck has been 'polluted', and I can't love it as much as before." In the past, she liked her neck the most, it was snow white, and she wore a low-cut dress , looks sexy!

"I wiped it very clean, not polluted." Bei Minggu comforted her perfunctorily, and pulled her vigorously to pass through the wall, "Hurry up, this is not a place where you can stay longer."

Ning Luo followed him obediently, but stopped in front of the wall, stretched her neck and looked curiously at the cooked ghost head in the boiling water pot, her eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs were like a The curious baby was turning around like a "gulugulu", but before he could see the horrible appearance of the ghost in the pot, he stretched out a hand and covered her eyes.

"Don't look around, you're not afraid of having nightmares, huh?" Bei Minggu reprimanded her angrily.

Ning Luo stuck out his tongue, "Bei Minggu, you must be very cruel, Xiao Cui's head must have died very badly, very badly!"

"That's what it deserves!" Dare to snatch the body of his woman, Bei Minggu, and die like this, he is already considered lucky!

Ning Luo wanted to complain a few more times, but Bei Minggu refused to give her another chance with a cold face, and left the mansion without stopping for a moment, their bodies fell under the willow tree hundreds of meters away in front of the mansion.

Ghosts are still coming and going on the street, and every ghost is walking slowly with its head down.

"Lower your head." Bei Minggu whispered, took her hand, walked out from under the willow tree, and blended into the ghosts walking in the street.

Ning Luo quickly lowered his head.

Walking along the street, Ning Luo only saw pairs of ghostly feet walking on the ground because her head was lowered. As she walked, her eyes became dishonest. She glanced left and right, and even tried to raise her head Go and see the ghosts who are almost passing by.

"Be quiet!" Bei Minggu also lowered his head, but as if he had eyes looking at her, he held her hand and immediately increased his strength in a warning.

"Hmm..." Ning Luo groaned in pain. She only became more courageous when she saw him by his side, but this dead ghost actually came to punish her. It's really disgusting!

"Many of the people coming and going on this street are hungry ghosts. If they know that you are human, they will rush over and tear you up immediately." Bei Minggu warned in a low voice with a serious face.

Hungry ghost?torn?
Ning Luo hurriedly raised his half-raised head, quickly lowered it back, pouted his mouth a little unwillingly, and said in a low voice: "Bei Minggu, you lied to me, right? If I really want to be torn apart , you will definitely save me, right?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Bei Minggu said ruthless words, but slightly exerted force with his hands, pulling her petite body closer to him, as if he was really afraid that she would be torn apart by a hungry ghost.

"You're already ignoring me!" Ning Luo rubbed his body against his icy body, and in his playful expression, there was a little bit of shame, "If you would leave me alone, you wouldn't accompany me Yin Jie is here to grab your body! Hmph, you must be in love with me, right?"

At a time like this, this girl actually still has the heart to discuss this with him?

Bei Minggu tilted his head slightly, and met Ning Luo's smug eyes. He felt that his thoughts seemed to be stabbed by her words, and his face was instantly gloomy, and his mood also became depressed. If you are being sentimental, I saved you because of my child."

"I don't believe it!" Ning Luo glanced left and right with her eyes deftly, and found that there were not many ghosts around them, and a few sporadic ghosts didn't pay attention to them. A kiss on the cheek, and quickly flicked away, looking at him with a playful smile.

Bei Ming was taken aback for a moment, and stopped involuntarily.

"Kang Ningluo, you are playing with fire!" Immediately, Bei Minggu growled, his face turned green. This was the first time in his life that he was the boss of the BM chaebol, he was teased by a girl.

At this time, the night was dark, the lights of the lanterns on the street were dim, and ghosts were floating around in the silent street.

Everything seemed extremely blurred.

However, Ning Luo ignored this dangerous and treacherous situation. She saw Bei Minggu's angry expression, but her eyes were blazing with blazing light. She immediately knew that her guess was right, so she was angry, Said: "If you don't love me, why would your eyes catch fire when I kiss you? So, you must like me, and I must be right!"

She purposely leaned in front of him, raised her head on tiptoe recklessly, and when she spoke, all her warm breath sprayed on his cold chin, making his heart itchy unbearably.

However, she was still full of anger and didn't know how to restrain herself.

The fiery light in Bei Minggu's eyes was even brighter. If this was not Yin Street, if there were not so many ghosts around, and if their situation was not dangerous, he would definitely not be able to resist pressing this dead girl who was on fire to the side of the street. He asked her several times, but was defeated.

But now, no!

"Men have desires, and if they don't get angry after being kissed, that man must have an incompetent personality!" Bei Minggu was really defeated by her. Go down the street.

Heh, this means that if he is kissed by any woman, he will get angry and want to stop?
"Hmph, no wonder Boss Beiming was famous during his lifetime, so he really was a promiscuous stallion!" Ning Luo was in a bad mood for a moment, and pulled his hand out of Beiminggu's hand forcefully. He walked forward sullenly.

Is this style of painting changing too fast?
Beiming stared sideways at her, and found that although she was still walking side by side with him, her body was deliberately keeping a distance from his body, obviously because of what he said just now, he was upset!
Is this the rhythm of being jealous?
I don't know why, when Bei Minggu thought about it, he suddenly felt in a good mood, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a pleasant arc, and regardless of Ning Luo's willingness, he stretched out his hand and squeezed her little hand domineeringly.

Ning Luo!
He holds tight!
Ning Luo again!

He clenched again!

Ning Luo turned his head slightly and stared at him angrily.

He laughed, and his low voice was like a spring breeze, "Damn girl, just now you teased me like that, and if you leave Yin Street, I will definitely give you a good look!"

"I'll wait!" Ning Luo replied stiffly, unable to pull out her own hand, so she could only bite her lip and let him hold it angrily.

This person and ghost kept getting farther and farther away from the mansion with their own thoughts, but they didn't know that a ghost and a demon were floating above the mansion at this time, watching everything they had just now.

"Master, they're leaving." The one who spoke was a coquettish woman in a bright red low-cut leather jacket, but this woman was holding a whip with flames lingering all over her body, and there was a fluffy hair growing on the back of her buttocks. tail.

"A mere fourth-level ghost dares to break into Yin Street to grab things. It's really daring." The male ghost was dressed in a white robe and his black hair fluttered. .

"He is Bei Minggu. Last time the master sent Dou Yan to catch Kang Ningluo, but Dou Yan never came back. His subordinates went out to look for him, and finally found that Dou Yan died in the BM chaebol building, with no bones left. The subordinates speculated that Dou Yan should have been killed by Bei Minggu."

"The flame-fighting ghost skill has reached level seven, how could it be possible to die in the hands of a mere ghost with level four ghost skills?"

"The master doesn't know that this Bei Minggu founded the BM chaebol at a young age. He is very vicious and cunning. Dou Yan has a simple mind, and it is very likely that he will die in the hands of Bei Minggu."

After hearing what the red-clothed banshee said, the white-clothed male ghost fell silent.

The red banshee said again: "Master, Bei Minggu has been protecting Kang Ningluo. If Bei Minggu is not removed first, it may affect our future plans."

The male ghost in white finally spoke, his tone still indifferent and gentle, seemingly careless, "Then lock the Yin-Yang gate and don't let them leave."

"Yes, master." The red-clothed banshee took the order.

Bei Minggu and Ning Luo returned to the Yinyang Gate, which was now a dilapidated low room, Bei Minggu knocked on the door, but there was no answer, and there seemed to be no ghosts inside.

(End of this chapter)